"Sure, why not?" you answer, and the door opens with a slight creak.
"Hi honey," she says, "I'm just brining in some of your laundry, and I was hoping we could have a bit of a chat," your breath catches, does she know? But how? You feel your tail twitch involuntarily as you think of this possibility.
"Well, I guess I wanted to know." You curse inwardly, trying not to let any fear show on your face, she seems to hesitate before continuing, "Well I was just thinking, now that your sixteen, I was wondering when you might want to start driving?" you begin to breath again, but you answer in a strangely high pitched voice
"Oh, umm, w-whenever is fine!" again you curse yourself for being so unconvincing! She doesn't seem to notice as she grins,
"In that case, get ready! I'll give you your first driving lesson in, say, ten minutes? I just need to get some other clothes in the laundry." she walks out again, you close the door and sigh deeply...